The comparison trap

According to the science, we're hardwired for comparison. It's our human tendency to evaluate what we have in relation to what others have. We take a look, get out our internal measuring tape or scale and start "working the numbers". We unconsciously take in everything from physical looks to career and monetary net worth, intelligence... Continue Reading →

Dots and Stars

One of my favorite children's stories is You Are Special by Max Lucado. It tells the story of the Wemmicks, a group of small wooden people who spend their days sticking gold stars or gray dots on one another, indicating their admiration or disdain of one other. The main character, Punchinello, receives only gray dots, no... Continue Reading →

Don’t be afraid to get dirty

It's not that I didn't first realize how downright attractive being dirty can be while watching shows like Survivor or, one of my sister's favorites: Naked and Afraid . But nothing has driven the appeal of dirtiness home to me as hard as the series 1883. I'm aware I may overuse the L-word sometimes, but... Continue Reading →

Quieting the Logical Mind

Perhaps it's not the "logical" mind that I'm talking about as much as human nature that seems magnetically drawn to mimic the behaviors of our peers and deem them a favorable formula to emulate. Logical seems a subjective term, because perhaps you don't consider following the herd mentality to be logical at all. Perhaps you've been made aware of... Continue Reading →

Can you afford it?

We live in a world that's quicker to understand what we can afford in monetary terms rather than life-limiting terms. We easily recognize if we can't afford a yacht or a beach vacation, and accept if dining out several nights a week may uncomfortably stretch our budget, yet we're slow to realize the life-limiting costs... Continue Reading →

Wishy-washy is discard #3

"And it's your own fault because you're so wishy-washy!" says an exasperated Sally to her big brother Charlie Brown in A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving after he allows Peppermint Patty to steamroll him into hosting a Thanksgiving dinner that he is incapable of delivering on, at least as far as delivering the kind of dinner she'd... Continue Reading →

The Curse of The Coulda-Shoulda-Wouldas

It's not your fault. You know- that thing (s) you did "wrong" in the back of your mind, sometimes insinuating itself to the front of your mind, aggressively spreading its big ass across even the little nooks and crannies of your mind, eventually invading every facet of your waking, and quite possibly, sleeping hours? That's the thing... Continue Reading →

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